Ind Shiyin's eyes were as deep as the deep sea soaked in stars, and they were close to her eyes. She could even clearly see her reflection in his pupils. His breathing was still a little hot, blowing on Feng Qingyu.
On her face, she suddenly felt her cheeks burn...
"Master—" Her voice was soft.
Indra's eyes lit up suddenly, and his arms tightened: "Qingyu... screamed again-"
She is willing to call herself?
I never thought that these two words were so nice to call out from her mouth, like the sound of nature.
Feng Qingyu blinked his big eyes: "I mean, my master is Lan Xiu..."
Indra: “…”
His heart, which had just risen to the clouds, was shot into dust again and could hardly get up in one breath.
This harsh little girl must have deliberately fooled him!
His arms tightened again, and he was about to say something else, but suddenly his body numb and his arms were frozen and he couldn't move.
Feng Qingyu leaned on his chest, stretched out his little hand and patted him gently. His skin was as warm as jade, and it felt very good to touch. She almost couldn't remove her little claws.
She looks like a little angel, but her smile looks like a little devil: "Although I am a loli, I am not interested in the uncle. Don't always want to take advantage of me."
She got out of his arms, patted her robe slowly, and then shook her long hair freely: "Okay, your injuries have not healed yet, so I'll go back to Luojia Mountain to rest. I'll let the elders and uncles.
Send you back."
Although Di Shiyin could not move, he could still speak. He stared at her with his eyes and sighed: "This place is thousands of miles away from Bixiao Mountain. Why do you call on the eight elders to come?"
Thousands of miles? It’s so far?!
Feng Qingyu raised her eyebrows: "How do you know?"
Indra smiled: "I am more familiar with geography than you."
He was lying on the blanket in a mess and had a hole lit, but the clouds were light and the sea breeze made his clothes fly, and he had a different kind of free and unrestrained smell.
"It doesn't matter if it's thousands of miles away. I can use the phoenix roar technique to transmit sounds for thousands of miles." The phoenix roared clearly, and the sound shook the world, let alone the little phoenix emperor?
Di Shiyin sighed softly: "That Mo Canghai is still in this blue sea. Can you guarantee that the eight elders who were summoned first with the phoenix roar technique, not the dragon?"
Feng Qingyu suffocated: "Didn't he be injured too? How dare he come back?"
"He was not seriously injured, at least not as serious as ours, but we were injured, small..."
Di Shiyin's eyes flashed slightly, and she analyzed for her: "Qingyu, I know you have recovered most of your skills now, but you are not the opponent of the dead loach. If you really want to face him, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning.
…”
What he said was quite reasonable, Feng Qingyu frowned: "Then what do you think should be done?"
Di Shiyin sighed: "Two roads, one is that you fly back to Bixiao Mountain to bring reinforcements, and I am waiting here alone. The second is that you and I are all here to rest. According to my estimate, you will be in one day.
You can restore all your skills, and it will not be too late to take me back to Luojia Mountain by then."